Right Now 11/30 2:08 p.m.

I think I'm a little dehydrated. And maybe that's why I'm out of it.

Also, I played the saxophone a little too much today. My mouth feels weathered inside from all that blowing.

I love my practice period, though. It's good for me to not feel pressured to practice, but since I have that time set aside, I practice anyway. I'm getting some good stuff done. :) One thing I really like about chillin' in the band room everyday is that I get to talk with Mr. Summers sometimes. He'll come stand in the doorway and give me tips on my practice/playing, or even work through an element with me. Other times he'll just mention things like the plan for festival in jazz band, or ask me about my all-state auditions. :) He always apologizes for "barging in so much," but I kind of like it. Mr. Summers is pretty much the best band director ever, and he doesn't say anything just for the sake of saying it--all his words have some kind of meaning.

Maybe that's why I like listening to him so much. That, or he's become a sort of father figure to me. A musical father. ;D And actually, that makes sense, because he's the one that's coached and supported and taught me since I was a little sophomore. :D I practically idolize the man! I honestly believe he is a superhero with a secret identity, or something like that. :)

Anyway, I'm sitting in my photo class right now. Today was a really boring day, mostly because the card reader didn't work for me, and so I didn't get my poster assignment done. I mean, I guess I could have done the words and such, but honestly, I'm in that sort of mood where I don't want to make a sound. I feel like opening my mouth would only dry it out more. Not just moisture, but words, expression. I don't know how else to explain it. I suppose writing on a blog is a direct contradiction to that feeling, but it's more like an extension of my thought process than anything else, so perhaps it doesn't count.

Well, the bell's about to ring, meaning it's time to log off. :)
See ya!

Quote

"It is a far, far better thing that I do, than I have ever done; it is a far, far better rest that I go to, than I have ever known."

~Sydney Carton

A Tale of Two Cities

Aerials in the Blue

Date: November 10, 2011
Occasion: Photoshoot
Assignment: Action Shots
Subjects: My awesome friends

Name: Dan
Pose: Mid-Backflip
Best Feature: Facial expression

Name: Scott
Pose: The "Awesome Jump"
Best Feature: Silhouette effect

Name: Garrett
Pose: Par kour
Best Feature: Sheer muscle strength

Name: Dan
Pose: Tripping
Best Feature: The angle

Name: Scott
Pose: Spin
Best Feature: Pure, manly elegance

Sweet, huh? ;D

(that was a lot of fun)

To my friends... Thanks for letting me take pictures of you guys...!!! :D

:)

The Party in My Head

So, yesterday when I was cleaning my room, I had this great idea.

It was so good. It was all... deep and complex and perfect and such. It was about the nature of life, the nature of trials... I was so excited about it. I love it when I get those kinds of epiphanies!! It's like a party. :) So, as I was downstairs having this great time, I kept thinking how I couldn't wait to come up and blog about it.

So, naturally, I forgot.

I lost it on my way upstairs. I seriously have no idea what the idea was anymore...

It's probably running around somewhere, entertaining someone else, having a party without me...

Typical. :)

I'll let you know if I ever find it again. :)

A Little Thought

Holidays are special days. :) Even when you take the word apart: holi-days. Holy days. The words, the day, are special.

I felt all day almost like it was a Sunday. Not because it was the sabbath but because the day was set apart. It had that "feel." You know what I'm talking about. It feels good, it feels sacred or holy.

I felt that today as I celebrated Thanksgiving.

What a wonderful day! A special one--one to enjoy with family and to be grateful for everything you have and that you will be given in your life. It's sad to me that sometimes the media, and maybe even our appetites, try to distort the meaning of Thanksgiving. It's not about the food. It's not about the money, or the day off work. It's not about preparations for door-busting stores on Black Friday. No, Thanksgiving is about family. It's about love. It's about joy and gratitude and remembering all the blessings you have in your life.

I love Thanksgiving--today was a good one. :)

Holiday. Holy day.

Love.

:)

Guru

For the record, it's not time-wasting, it's called THERAPY. ;)

And I think this proves that I am the ultimate Minesweeper Champion.

Check it out -->

43 seconds.

Yeah, I'm awesome.
Don't even worry about it.

;)

*Insert Rant Here*

...and all I have to say about is that,
lately my mood has been

Up and
Down
and
UP
and DOWN
and
UP UP UP
and
DOWN DOWN DOWN DOWN DOWN.

Can I just say I'm confused??